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I must be hallucinating ...

None of this is real.

I want the pain to stop.

Luke. Leia. Where are they?

Soup is ready. It's a turkey broth meat and vegetable soup - some lamb, a bit of pork, rice and chopped vegetables. If you contributed, you're first in line. If you haven't, and there is some left, line up and you're welcome to it.

[ Leia Organa ]
Are you feeling any better? Is the medicine helping?

If we're at all lucky, we probably only have a few days left of this. But most of us are starving or close to it, and a lot of the food we're getting from ingenious other sources isn't all that appetizing on it's own.

So I have a proposition for everyone - let's make a scavenger soup.

Bring what you have or get what you can that's savoury (a rarity, I know) and we'll throw it together with what we can to make something that's passible.

If you contribute, when it's ready, you get some soup.

Did anyone else not get across the border this morning? Does anyone know what will happen now that they didn't allow me to cross for work?

Did we lose anyone this time?

[Friends*]
I know I’ve spoken to some of you already but, those I haven’t, let me know you’re here and that you’re alright?

[Kylo Ren]
Can you feel it?


(*OOC: Feel free to assume based on previous conversations.)

Being kidnapped and taken to a place that reminds me of Hoth is not something that was on my schedule today.

I'm looking for someone called Hermione Granger, who appears do be the other occupant of my living space.

The room keys. Mine is green. Are these teams again? What colour is everyone? I'm not sure I understand it.

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[OOC: For easy reference]

You know, with the limits put on this town, and the fact we can't leave it, it's not all that much different than the house we were all in. Has anyone considered the possibility that these tasks we're being told to do are just ... distractions?

Since nobody else seems to be bothered, I've taken the liberty of making a list of potential perpetrators anyone I, Lucifer, can potentially think of, who may be behind our mass captivity. It is by no means an exhaustive list.

• My father. If anyone had already had a god complex... The caveat here is that it makes little sense that I wasn't included in the first round of experiments.


• My mother. Last I saw her I was literally sending her through a portal to create a new world. It would be just like her to then pull me into it. But again, this is round two.


• My brother. Has recently discovered that he was my father's favorite all along, enlarging his already oversized head. I have reason to believe he's got his powers back as well, AND he would definitely do a test run prior to bringing me in. Just maybe not such a gruesome test run.


• Someone else.


• One of us. Like that delightfully cheesy horror movie where their captor was the corpse on the floor all along, someone here is calling the shots.

Feel free to add to the list or name your best suspects!

I just came back to my room and seem to be missing both the door to the room and my bathroom door.

Would anyone know anything about it?

I didn't really appreciate, when we were in the house, how beautiful this planet is. There's so much life.

Blue Team

Does anyone want to help me spread candy canes around the place? I've found a lot of ones that seem to be quite strange flavours.

Why the fuck do so many of you people hate sleep?

Fine. I know that you


My name is Luke Skywalker.

And I'm not here to rescue you.

Um...

[[Steve is trying to learn how to phone, so any strange/double comments are deliberately done and ic!]]

Hello??

Can anybody read this?

I'm having a pretty messed up day, and I really need to get back to my friends.

This is an awfully quaint town.

It's good to have our powers back. Has anyone noticed anything odd about this place yet?

Found the D, in case inquiring minds were wondering where those encyclopedias went off to. Interesting read after being up all night with an Oz tornado going on outside and Willy Wonka's goose under my head this morning.

Jesus Christ in a chicken basket. I need coffee, stat.

( private message to ash williams )